Pei Yuhang had no idea what Chen Sixuan was thinking, but with his keen Divine Sense, he could still feel her stealing glances at him from time to to time.
However, he didn't sense any lust in her gaze. 'She's probably just sneaking peeks out of admiration for a Sword Immortal like me.'
Pei Yuhang followed Chen Sixuan into the Dan Yun Pavilion. As Elder Lu Ruoxi's disciple, Chen Sixuan naturally held a high status within the pavilion, and many Cultivators greeted her with a bow along the way.
Suppressing her usual liveliness, Chen Sixuan emulated her seniors, putting on a mature air and giving faint nods. Following behind her, Pei Yuhang had to stifle a laugh.
But he felt that laughing out loud would cause her to lose face, so he held it in.
The Dan Yun Pavilion was sixty-six stories high, making it the third tallest building in the entire Xuanyuan Dao Sect. The top two were the seventy-two-story Scripture Pavilion and the ninety-nine-story Ancestral God Pavilion, respectively.
As its name suggested, the Scripture Pavilion was where the legacies of countless Magic Arts, accumulated by the Xuanyuan Dao Sect over ten thousand years, were stored. The Ancestral God Pavilion, on the other hand, was where the Daoist Sect Leader and even more ancient Great Powers went into secluded cultivation.
As the third tallest building in the entire Dao Sect, the Dan Yun Pavilion's importance was undeniable.
And Lu Ruoxi, as an Elder of the Dan Yun Pavilion, naturally resided on a floor above the sixtieth.
Flying was forbidden inside the Dan Yun Pavilion, and there were no stairs. The only way to reach a desired floor was to use Spiritual Qi to activate the corresponding Teleportation Scroll.
Chen Sixuan took out a Scroll, placed it on the floor, and then stepped onto it with Pei Yuhang.
"Junior Martial Uncle Pei, I'm starting now."
"Mm."
WHOOM—
As Spiritual Qi poured into the Teleportation Scroll, countless arcane blue Runes drifted out, forming a circle that enveloped the two of them.
The fluctuations of Spiritual Qi warped the space around them. An instant later, Pei Yuhang and Chen Sixuan, along with the Teleportation Scroll at their feet, dissolved into a wisp of smoke and vanished.
In the blink of an eye, Pei Yuhang ascended several hundred meters, transported from the ground-floor hall to a level above the sixtieth floor of the Dan Yun Pavilion.
It was a marvelous sight, but having lived in the Cultivation Realm for over a century, he was long past being surprised by such things.
"Junior Martial Uncle Pei, please come with me."
Chen Sixuan led Pei Yuhang forward, not to see Lu Ruoxi, but to show him to the bathing chambers.
This was because Lu Ruoxi had a severe obsession with cleanliness; any outsider who wished to meet with her had to first burn incense and bathe.
Pei Yuhang had gone through this same procedure the last time he came to see Lu Ruoxi.
So this time, he didn't trouble Chen Sixuan to lead him there. He could find his own way.
Hearing this, Chen Sixuan hesitated. She worried that her Master would blame her for a lapse in etiquette if she left now.
Just then, a gentle, graceful voice sounded within her Sea of Consciousness.
*Let Palace Master Pei go bathe by himself. You are to return to the Alchemy Room and work on the Pill Formula I taught you last time… Do not come out for two hours.*
Chen Sixuan's eyes widened. Realizing it was the voice of her Master, Lu Ruoxi, she was absolutely ecstatic.
'Master sent me a private message herself! Do any of the other disciples get this kind of treatment?'
Forgetting all about Pei Yuhang, Chen Sixuan hurried off to the Alchemy Room to practice her Alchemy. She was determined to refine a Top-Grade Elixir of the absolute highest quality and give her Master a wonderful surprise!
Meanwhile, Pei Yuhang had already reached the bathing chamber. He walked to the edge of the pool, but his expression suddenly froze.
The water was covered with pink flower petals and gave off a faint, elegant fragrance.
'This looks like the Spirit Flower Pool Water that Female Cultivators use…'
The last time he was here, the bath hadn't been drawn for him in advance, let alone filled with expensive Spirit Flowers.
'Did a Female Cultivator use this bath just before I arrived?'
Pei Yuhang hesitated, reluctant to get right into the water.
He planned to use his Spiritual Qi to gather the moisture from the air and just give himself a quick rinse.
Besides, a Cultivator of his realm possessed a Purity Body. With perfectly clear pores, his body couldn't get dirty anyway.
Going through the motions of the ritual was all that was necessary.
Just then, a gentle, graceful female voice came from outside the door.
It was Lu Ruoxi's voice!
"Junior Brother Pei, I prepared this pool of Cold River Water especially for you. It can effectively suppress the Evil Yang Fire Qi in your body. Since you've been soaking in the Cold Earth Spring for so long, your body may have developed a resistance. It might be good to try a different kind of supremely cold water."
"You prepared this, Senior Sister? In that case… I thank you for your kindness."
Although he had neutralized the increasingly rampant Evil Yang Fire Qi by absorbing the Supreme Yin Spiritual Qi from Shang Miaoyan's body via a kiss yesterday, it had left him with a significant side effect.
After Ye Liyuan failed her Tribulation Crossing, Pei Yuhang hadn't been intimate with a woman in over half a year, his body in a constant state of "abstinence."
However, that state of "abstinence" was shattered by his sudden intimacy with a woman—especially a top-tier beauty like Shang Miaoyan.
Though he consciously recoiled from Shang Miaoyan's warm, sweet touch with disgust, his body had reacted with instinctual craving and attachment.
The result was that his Evil Yang Fire Qi was now generating more than five times faster than before!
Pei Yuhang estimated that the Cold Earth Spring alone would no longer be enough to suppress his urges. He had to find a new, supremely cold substance to keep himself in check.
This Cold River Water was worth a try.
Thinking of how Senior Sister Lu still cared enough to help him, a warmth spread through Pei Yuhang's heart, followed by a pang of remorse.
'It seems I've judged a noble heart by my own petty standards.'
'Senior Sister Lu hasn't changed. She's still the same person who always thought of her juniors first, saving the best things for them.'
'She may have just handled her feelings for me a bit poorly... That was no reason for me to avoid her for decades after Liyuan and I became partners.'
'Maybe I can bring Liyuan to visit Senior Sister Lu more often in the future. As long as we clear up the misunderstanding, I'm sure our relationship can be as harmonious and loving as a family, just like it used to be!'
With this thought in mind, Pei Yuhang slowly lowered himself into the fragrant water of the pool.
Outside the door, where Pei Yuhang couldn't see, Lu Ruoxi's eyes were dazed, her snow-white cheeks flushed as if she were drunk.
'Junior Brother Pei should be bathing by now, right? Hehe, that's the water Ruoxi just finished bathing in. It's filled with Ruoxi's scent~'
'Now my adorable Junior Brother is covered in Ruoxi's scent from head to toe~!'
At the thought of the water she had just bathed in now seeping into every single pore of Pei Yuhang's body, Lu Ruoxi couldn't help but let out a soft hum.
If it weren't for the fact that the time wasn't right, she desperately wanted to go in and bathe together with her beloved Junior Brother Pei!
As she thought this, her beautiful eyes shifted downward to the white robes Pei Yuhang had taken off. Her limpid gaze grew feverish.
She wanted to smell his scent.
She wanted to feel his warmth.
Lu Ruoxi touched her burning cheeks. 'I must be sick,' she thought, 'to have become just like those promiscuous women from the Yin Yang Sacred Land... But if it's for my Junior Brother, then it's forgivable, isn't it?'
'Doing something wrong for his sake… is fine, as long as he never finds out.'
So thought the Cyan-robed Fairy, a woman revered by countless female disciples from a young age as a "true Fairy."
THUMP—
Her cyan Immortal Skirt fell to the floor. Lu Ruoxi slowly picked up the white robes Pei Yuhang had left outside.
If Pei Yuhang were to witness this frenzied scene, the image he held of his dignified, elegant, and doting Senior Sister would likely be shattered forever…